Somewhere meaningful.
Where I can see the sunset
And the rise of the moon.
Where I can smell trees and breathe them in.
Where I can hear water and feel their depths within.
I’m sick of concrete.
Of people.
My heart my soul
Yearning for the Signs
Of greatness and of splendour
Of the one true King.
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like like like.. :-))
one day perhaps we all will find the one true king..
how are you doing? miss you babeh
:)
Me gusto tu poema.
xD Espero si le entiendas al español
I am Christian, not Muslim, but I read your blog with tears for the pain of this Earth and hope for love and peace around the world soon. I don't know if you have had your baby yet, but he/she is blessed to have a mother such as you.
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